Title: Shag the Cook
Author:
enchanted_jaeCharacters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Warning(s): Foodsmut
Word count: 550
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ Birthday gift for
viridescence, whose prompt was drizzle
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harrylovesdraco Challenge #4 - off-label uses of chocolate sauce/syrup
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hd_pots_n_porn Prompt #40 - cream
♦
hp_positions Apron April
Summary: Shagging the cook is one of Draco's favorite activities.
"Harry?"
"I'm in the kitchen!"
Draco shrugged off his outer cloak and draped it over a chair on his way to the kitchen. He paused inside the doorway to admire the picture his boyfriend made.
Harry had been busy baking again, as evidenced by the delicious aromas and the amount of dirty dishes piled on the table, in the sink and on the counters. Harry was wearing the apron that Draco had given him as a gift for his birthday. It was the green one with white letters that spelled out Shag the Cook. Shagging the cook was one of Draco's favorite activities.
"What decadent delights have you created today?" Draco asked, leaning his shoulder against the door frame.
"I've made three pies, an angel food cake, and I'm about to put the finishing touches on a batch of cream puffs," said Harry. As he spoke, he was opening a bottle of chocolate syrup.
Draco's tongue darted out. "What do you plan to use the chocolate for?"
"I'm going to drizzle it over the cream puffs," Harry told him. "It will add flavor and a dash of color."
"I can think of something better to drizzle the chocolate over," said Draco. He straightened from his indolent slouch and approached his boyfriend.
Harry looked up and grinned. "Oh?" he teased. "And what would that be?"
"I could drizzle it over your chest and lick it off," suggested Draco.
Harry's pupils dilated.
"Better yet," continued Draco, "you could pour some over my cock and suck it off."
Harry squeezed the bottle too firmly and drenched one of the cream puffs. He caught himself and righted the bottle. "That sounds as if it could get messy," he said, turning away with a sly smile.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry from behind and nuzzled his neck. "I love it when things get messy," he purred.
Two minutes later, Harry had been divested of all clothing except his apron, and he'd been hoisted onto the table where Draco was now actively rutting between his thighs. In his haste to shag his delectable boyfriend, Draco had nearly forgotten the chocolate syrup. Now, however, he fumbled for the bottle and managed to pour some over the fingers of his right hand. He brought his fingers to Harry's lips, groaning when Harry immediately sucked the fingers into his mouth. Before Harry's talented tongue could clean Draco's fingers completely, he withdrew them and smeared the remaining chocolate on his boyfriend's lips. Draco then swooped in to sample the flavor by stroking Harry's lips with his tongue.
Harry broke the kiss to gasp, "Draco, I'm close." He tightened his legs around Draco's waist and leaned back on one hand, knocking a mixing bowl to the floor with a clatter.
Draco thrust harder and twisted his hips. His efforts were rewarded by a shrill cry from Harry and the clang of silverware hitting the tiles as Harry's flailing scattered more items from the table. Draco climaxed an instant later, coming with a groan of completion. He leaned heavily into Harry, hoping his trembling muscles would continue to support him.
"Perhaps we should take this to the bedroom," Harry murmured.
Draco smiled into his boyfriend's hair. "Shall we bring the chocolate syrup?" he asked.
"Absolutely," said Harry. "I have some excess cream filling we can experiment with, too."